Post by We Are Vashari on Dec 20, 2018 23:35:30 GMT -6
It's time again for the Winter Festival, marking the end of the year for the people of New Atero. A time to celebrate and reflect on the past year, and find ways to make the next year better.
However, a mysterious temple has appeared outside of the city, bringing with a terrible storm of ice and snow, threatening to freeze not only the City but the whole world. And with comes the monk, Hiroto, who is the only one who knows how to stop.
Hiroto comes seeking heroes to help bring down this enemy from his homeworld and save the allies he had made.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
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Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
It's time again for the Winter Festival, marking the end of the year for the people of New Atero. A time to celebrate and reflect on the past year, and find ways to make the next year better.
However, a mysterious temple has appeared outside of the city, bringing with a terrible storm of ice and snow, threatening to freeze not only the City but the whole world. And with comes the monk, Hiroto, who is the only one who knows how to stop.
Hiroto comes seeking heroes to help bring down this enemy from his homeworld and save the allies he had made.
OOC: Makes you wonder if the Bionicle have a calendar...
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
It's time again for the Winter Festival, marking the end of the year for the people of New Atero. A time to celebrate and reflect on the past year, and find ways to make the next year better.
However, a mysterious temple has appeared outside of the city, bringing with a terrible storm of ice and snow, threatening to freeze not only the City but the whole world. And with comes the monk, Hiroto, who is the only one who knows how to stop.
Hiroto comes seeking heroes to help bring down this enemy from his homeworld and save the allies he had made.
OOC: Makes you wonder if the Bionicle Spherus Magna residents have a calendar...
FTFY
I don't remember whether or not they had many seasons there, so I'm not sure.
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
It's time again for the Winter Festival, marking the end of the year for the people of New Atero. A time to celebrate and reflect on the past year, and find ways to make the next year better.
However, a mysterious temple has appeared outside of the city, bringing with a terrible storm of ice and snow, threatening to freeze not only the City but the whole world. And with comes the monk, Hiroto, who is the only one who knows how to stop.
Hiroto comes seeking heroes to help bring down this enemy from his homeworld and save the allies he had made.
OOC: Makes you wonder if the Bionicle have a calendar...
OOC: I don't know if you remember this, but in Bionicle Eternal we gave them a full calendar, complete with a token holiday inspired by hour after hour of Christmas music!
It's time again for the Winter Festival, marking the end of the year for the people of New Atero. A time to celebrate and reflect on the past year, and find ways to make the next year better.
However, a mysterious temple has appeared outside of the city, bringing with a terrible storm of ice and snow, threatening to freeze not only the City but the whole world. And with comes the monk, Hiroto, who is the only one who knows how to stop.
Hiroto comes seeking heroes to help bring down this enemy from his homeworld and save the allies he had made.
From the streets of New-Atero, a solitary Toa in a dark brown robe (likely one borrowed from one of Sansod's Inquisitors), walks. His staff, a solid grey thing of sturdy metal, clicks on the ground as he walks along.
The Toa looks up, orange eyes blinking as they survey the peculiar city visible outside Atero's West Gate (opened on account of different wastelander and other travelers moving through it). He heaves a theatrical sigh, and walks toward the gate, while talking to himself;
"Well it's non-canon anyway, might as well go see if they have any Christma-er, I mean Winter Festival cookies." The Toa nods to himself sagely as he walks, passing through the crowds and guard posts in a ghostlike manner.
In a minute, he stands on a small hill outside Atero, looking at the temple from a distance.
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
OOC: Makes you wonder if the Bionicle have a calendar...
OOC: I don't know if you remember this, but in Bionicle Eternal we gave them a full calendar, complete with a token holiday inspired by hour after hour of Christmas music!
Was this the good kind, or the kind that plays in convenience stores over and over and over and over and over and over until you go insane?
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
OOC: I don't know if you remember this, but in Bionicle Eternal we gave them a full calendar, complete with a token holiday inspired by hour after hour of Christmas music!
Was this the good kind, or the kind that plays in convenience stores over and over and over and over and over and over until you go insane?
Post by We Are Vashari on Dec 21, 2018 22:54:44 GMT -6
The event starts here.
The city of New Atero is celebrating the end of the winter season. Each of the Six Districts were buzzing with activity as the Winter Festival entered its sixth day. The Water District was decorated in colorful plants and art, its open market alive, and it's schools shut down. Xias 2 Nightclub was open even during the days, an ever popular center of community.
A crowd had formed around a table in the center of the floor, where two stood at either end. Toa Vashari and Makuta Antroz stood with a narrow box between them and four full glass’ sat at each side of the box. Antroz had his arm elbow deep in the box, almost stock still, as the crowd watched on in silence. His movement slow and deliberate, Antroz pulled out his arm and slapped a gold coin on the table. The crowd erupted in a roar of excitement as the Makuta drank one of the four glasses on his side.
Vashari clapped slowly. ”You certainly took your time.” He said with a rare smile.
”Well, it's your turn, boss.” Antroz said with a hint of sarcasm.
”I may not be very at games.” Vashari said as his arm disappeared slowly into the box. ”But this is about patience. And we both know I've had a lot of practice.” His arm emerged from the box and placed another gold coin on the table. ”Your move.” He drank as the roared at his back.
Last Edit: Dec 21, 2018 22:55:53 GMT -6 by We Are Vashari
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
OOC: Is this just kind of a side thing where we can mess around with our characters like the in between/downtime thing?
No it has a plot, but the beginning is for messing around during the Winter Festival.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
The city of New Atero is celebrating the end of the winter season. Each of the Six Districts were buzzing with activity as the Winter Festival entered its sixth day. The Water District was decorated in colorful plants and art, its open market alive, and it's schools shut down. Xias 2 Nightclub was open even during the days, an ever popular center of community.
A crowd had formed around a table in the center of the floor, where two stood at either end. Toa Vashari and Makuta Antroz stood with a narrow box between them and four full glass’ sat at each side of the box. Antroz had his arm elbow deep in the box, almost stock still, as the crowd watched on in silence. His movement slow and deliberate, Antroz pulled out his arm and slapped a gold coin on the table. The crowd erupted in a roar of excitement as the Makuta drank one of the four glasses on his side.
Vashari clapped slowly. ”You certainly took your time.” He said with a rare smile.
”Well, it's your turn, boss.” Antroz said with a hint of sarcasm.
”I may not be very at games.” Vashari said as his arm disappeared slowly into the box. ”But this is about patience. And we both know I've had a lot of practice.” His arm emerged from the box and placed another gold coin on the table. ”Your move.” He drank as the roared at his back.
OOC: Well, since it starts here-
IC: The random Grey Toa wanders around the city, eventually walking into the Water District to admire some of their art.
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
No it has a plot, but the beginning is for messing around during the Winter Festival.
Uh... Where do we sign up?
Any character that's approved in the main game, post as them, maybe at the club, and describe them enjoying festivities.
I'm hoping someone will ask what the hfil Vash and Ant are doing.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
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Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
The city of New Atero is celebrating the end of the winter season. Each of the Six Districts were buzzing with activity as the Winter Festival entered its sixth day. The Water District was decorated in colorful plants and art, its open market alive, and it's schools shut down. Xias 2 Nightclub was open even during the days, an ever popular center of community.
A crowd had formed around a table in the center of the floor, where two stood at either end. Toa Vashari and Makuta Antroz stood with a narrow box between them and four full glass’ sat at each side of the box. Antroz had his arm elbow deep in the box, almost stock still, as the crowd watched on in silence. His movement slow and deliberate, Antroz pulled out his arm and slapped a gold coin on the table. The crowd erupted in a roar of excitement as the Makuta drank one of the four glasses on his side.
Vashari clapped slowly. ”You certainly took your time.” He said with a rare smile.
”Well, it's your turn, boss.” Antroz said with a hint of sarcasm.
”I may not be very at games.” Vashari said as his arm disappeared slowly into the box. ”But this is about patience. And we both know I've had a lot of practice.” His arm emerged from the box and placed another gold coin on the table. ”Your move.” He drank as the roared at his back.
IC: Petram sat a short distance away.
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
The city of New Atero is celebrating the end of the winter season. Each of the Six Districts were buzzing with activity as the Winter Festival entered its sixth day. The Water District was decorated in colorful plants and art, its open market alive, and it's schools shut down. Xias 2 Nightclub was open even during the days, an ever popular center of community.
A crowd had formed around a table in the center of the floor, where two stood at either end. Toa Vashari and Makuta Antroz stood with a narrow box between them and four full glass’ sat at each side of the box. Antroz had his arm elbow deep in the box, almost stock still, as the crowd watched on in silence. His movement slow and deliberate, Antroz pulled out his arm and slapped a gold coin on the table. The crowd erupted in a roar of excitement as the Makuta drank one of the four glasses on his side.
Vashari clapped slowly. ”You certainly took your time.” He said with a rare smile.
”Well, it's your turn, boss.” Antroz said with a hint of sarcasm.
”I may not be very at games.” Vashari said as his arm disappeared slowly into the box. ”But this is about patience. And we both know I've had a lot of practice.” His arm emerged from the box and placed another gold coin on the table. ”Your move.” He drank as the roared at his back.
IC: Advena burst through the doors, shivering. Her cloak was covered in snow. She looked pretty tired, to say the least. She pulled back her hood before looking at Vashari and Antroz with a confused expression on her face. "What are you two doing?"
OOC: I'm assuming there's snow considering it's a winter festival? If not, I guess she just walked in normally
"What foolery. Too think they waste their time on such as this instead of working to better show their loyalty and selves to Mata-Nui. No wonder he saw the need for us advocates of Karzahni's punishment." A short, scrawny Matoran, his noticeably lessened height due to the visible disfiguration of his spine, a portion quite literally arcing off of his back, and his scrawniness due to the visible, quite detrimental looking modifications his body had gone under, muttered in a dark, irritated tone. Both hands clasped behind his back as he viewed the crowd around him, and the current focal point of their enraptured interest.
Posts: 8,250
Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
"What foolery. Too think they waste their time on such as this instead of working to better show their loyalty and selves to Mata-Nui. No wonder he saw the need for us advocates of Karzahni's punishment." A short, scrawny Matoran, his noticeably lessened height due to the visible disfiguration of his spine, a portion quite literally arcing off of his back, and his scrawniness due to the visible, quite detrimental looking modifications his body had gone under, muttered in a dark, irritated tone. Both hands clasped behind his back as he viewed the crowd around him, and the current focal point of their enraptured interest.
OOC: It sounds like we need to teach Venti the true meaning of the Winter Festival.
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
"What foolery. Too think they waste their time on such as this instead of working to better show their loyalty and selves to Mata-Nui. No wonder he saw the need for us advocates of Karzahni's punishment." A short, scrawny Matoran, his noticeably lessened height due to the visible disfiguration of his spine, a portion quite literally arcing off of his back, and his scrawniness due to the visible, quite detrimental looking modifications his body had gone under, muttered in a dark, irritated tone. Both hands clasped behind his back as he viewed the crowd around him, and the current focal point of their enraptured interest.
OOC: It sounds like we need to teach Venti the true meaning of the Winter Festival.
OOC: Also, We Are Vashari, this is only a semi-canon RP right? I.e. Set in the same universe but has no effect on the main RP/universe. So if someone dies here they won't die there, and there can be minor differences to their character, such as goals/assigned missions.